What I Came Overseas For

Hanyu actually didn't want to keep guessing anymore. These big shots were way too good at playing games.

If Mortal's footwork was the same as Muzi Li's, then Mortal's master had to be from the Heavenly Dao Sect, which would make him Muzi Li's fellow disciple.

But if that were the case, Muzi Li would have had no reason to mistake him for someone else back then.

So he could already overturn his earlier guess: Mortal might not be part of the Heavenly Dao Sect's arrangements after all.

This was a freaking mess!

That was what Hanyu was thinking right now.

Just as the Artifact Spirit had said, guessing was exhausting.

Forget it. Whoever it was, it was none of his business.

As long as the Heavenly Dao Sect could fatten him up before he was discovered, it didn't matter who the hidden hand was.

And could this old geezer stop staring at him like that?

Ever since Muzi Li and Mortal had vanished, Chen Xixi's attention had turned back to Hanyu.

Her intuition told her there had to be something special about him. Otherwise, he couldn't have pulled off one incredible feat after another.

"What realm are you in right now?"

After a moment's thought, she started asking him questions again.

To put an end to her curiosity as quickly as possible, Hanyu answered with great enthusiasm.

"I suppose you could say I'm at the Dao-Walking level!"

Instead, that only made her even more curious!

A Dao-Walking cultivator had killed a Divine Way cultivator against the odds!

Even though Chen Xixi had already thought highly of Hanyu—so highly that she'd placed him at the level of an ordinary Divine Way Realm cultivator—nothing had shocked her as much as this.

An ordinary Divine Way Realm cultivator could be explained by